Union Mare and the Confederate Grey Songtext

von Waylon Jennings

Two horses were trotting, they pranced and they ran
Each one was commanded by a Cavalry man
Two horses stood grazing, where their dead riders lay
A Union mare and a Confederate grey

They nuzzled each other, they teased and had fun
They bathed in the warm rays of the old Southern sun
No more senseless orders for them to obey
So they acted like lovers, this mare and this grey

Now these are such sad times, that we're all living in
For killing your brother is the mughtiest sin
How happy we'd be, if we acted the way
Of the Union mare and the Confederate grey

Two horses were trotting, they pranced and they ran
Each one was commanded by a Cavalry man
Two horses stood grazing, where their dead riders lay
The Union mare and the Confederate grey
The Union mare and the Confederate grey